Hardship – Uzbekistan

I have been living in America for five years.  I am from Uzbekistan which I love to live in. The greatest hardship I’ve faced here is learning the English language. When I first came here I didn’t know any English. Now, I still don’t know much English, but at least I can explain myself to people. I really want to go back to my county. I really want to be there because I was born there and I like living there. All of my family is there.

I haven’t had any problems while working in America, but I always come home from work tired and without energy. It’s a job so you would be tired. But I don’t have any problems with living in America other than paying the  rent, internet and phone bill, of course. I’ve had times where I just wanted to throw everything away and go back to my country. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because I don’t have any relatives here or maybe I’m just  tired of work. Of course there were times when I felt hopeless and wanted someones to  help me so much. And no one even helped me go through my challenges in America. I only had my husband and my children.

During those times, I definitely didn’t want to live in America. I hated it. I know I shouldn’t say this because this country is  helping me survive and supporting me, but the challenges I faced during those times made me feel that it wasn’t worth coming here. Sometimes I think if it was worth selling everything in my home country to come here.  But now everything’s fine; it’s not heaven or something, but it’s fine. I still have a hard job, but it’s definitely better than before.

One word that I would use to describe America is “Hardship”.  

Interviewed by Nasiba

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